I'm going to copy some of the video songs other monkeys have posted in different threads which are uplifting to our spirits. I will only be using the links so as to not fill up the board. I will try to give credit to whoever posted the song and the thread it came from. Blessings.

SuzieQ, oh my goodness . . . thank you for sharing this. I had not heard of these men before . . . I am covered from head to toe with shivers. What a blessing!!!I have read there are actually 26 different verses to this song.

I'm going to copy some of the video songs other monkeys have posted in different threads which are uplifting to our spirits. I will only be using the links so as to not fill up the board. I will try to give credit to whoever posted the song and the thread it came from. Blessings.

You are so caring and considerate...and the prayers you post are just beautiful...you are truly a vessel.

I'm going to copy some of the video songs other monkeys have posted in different threads which are uplifting to our spirits. I will only be using the links so as to not fill up the board. I will try to give credit to whoever posted the song and the thread it came from. Blessings.

You are so caring and considerate...and the prayers you post are just beautiful...you are truly a vessel.

MyMonkey, thank you so much for saying that . . . I am blessed with a gift from God I love to share . . . I just close my eyes and I enter his sanctuary and I humbly sit at his feet. I can feel the cool marble of the floor on my legs, its swirls are in black white and gold. The saints are there and the seraphaim are there singing so softly as they fly with two wings, cover their eyes with two wings, and cover their mouths with two wings. No matter the circumstance, no matter the need, no matter how I may have failed in whatever task I was asked and enabled to do . . . I am never afraid to enter the place where I am ready for his love and his correction . . . I have no sense of time in this special place . . . and though often I am reduced to tears and end up sprawled on the cool floor . . . when I leave I frequently go through this arched door into an incredible garden filled with roses all the colors of the rainbow. The scent is not overpowering, just soft and deliciate. And I sit on a bench and think about all that was said in the sanctuary . . . and sometimes my heart is still so heavy . . . and along this stoned path comes a figure cloaked in a beautiful purple robe. He sits next to me and pulls me into the crook of his arm as he places his hand on my shoulder . . . and he says to me, "Do not worry my sister, tomorrow will be better, for I am with you always." It is my Jesus and together we sing "In the Garden." I wish I could describe it better for you but it is a place in my mind and in that place there really are no words, just thoughts. Every night I go to His Sanctuary . . . every night I am refreshed with knowing I am loved. Praying with words is difficult for me . . . I always feel I have lost something from the translation of thought to word. Yet if my words, the Lord's words through me, bring one moment of comfort to one person, then to Him I give the praise for using this unworthy vessel. It is only by His power that he turns ordinary people like me into extraordinary people who love. It's one of the reasons I come here so often . . . this place has been touched abundantly with extraordinary people who are gifted in so many different ways . . . I am blessed to me in your company.

I want to thank you for starting this thread. It is a blessing! God speaks through the words of these songs...people like Michael W Smith have been given an extraordinary gift and sing not only for the Lord, but to Him and it soothes my very being. Sometimes, music speaks to the need in our hearts where mere words cannot reach.

I want to thank you for starting this thread. It is a blessing! God speaks through the words of these songs...people like Michael W Smith have been given an extraordinary gift and sing not only for the Lord, but to Him and it soothes my very being. Sometimes, music speaks to the need in our hearts where mere words cannot reach.